Chapter 3 The Cold Hearted Never Prevail
Bulma stood up and walked over to the bathroom and turned on the light. It was then for the first time, in god knows how long, she noticed she had a towel on. 'I can't believe those stupid sayians didn't notice I had on a towel,' she thought. She took off the towel and started the shower. 'I can't believe it has been a year since I last showered,' she added stepping into the cold icy water. She grabbed what looked to be the shampoo and ran it through her hair rinsing out all the dirt and dandruff. After awhile she began to bathe herself.
When Vegeta walked into the room after a long meeting with his father, a small sparring session with Kakarott, he noticed that the woman was no where to be found. He was about to call out to her, when he heard the shower running. He smirked evilly and walked towards the bathroom removing his armor.
Inside the bathroom, Bulma had no idea that Vegeta was back and just kept on showering. She didn't here the bathroom door open or close because she so mesmerized by the shower. Bulma closed her eyes and began to let the past events run through her mind. She had been in the shower for sometime, because her skin was starting to prune. Her eyes opened when she felt something bushy running up her leg. She turned around and came face to face with two dark onyx eyes. She was about to scream when he covered her mouth. Bulma struggled against him, and didn't catch herself before she lost her balance. Vegeta watched wide eyed as Bulma fell back and rammed her head into the shower wall. The last thing Bulma saw was Vegeta's shocked face before falling into darkness.
Vegeta sighed and turned off the shower and carried Bulma into the bedroom. He placed one of his large shirts on her since the slave hadn't arrived yet with her clothes. He placed her under the covers and examined her wound. She had a big bump on her head, but otherwise she was fine. He then looked at the damage he had done to her face earlier during their journey. 'I guess I'll take her to the rejuvenation tank,' he said to himself. He grabbed one of his suits for her to wear and carried her to the tanks.
When he arrived he found that there was already another woman in one of the tanks. 'Probably one of father concubines.' He shrugged and placed the suit onto Bulma, then placed her into the other tank. First he placed the mask over her nose and mouth, then he placed the wires onto her chest. He sat and watched the liquid fill the tank and then left.
Inside the tank Bulma was having the same nightmare again.
Dream
Bulma had awoken after Vegeta had broken her arm and sat up in the bed. She noticed she was in a big bed with red lace around the top. "Where am I?'' she wondered. A chill ran up her spine as she heard the same evil laughter again. Soon Vegeta stepped out of the shadows completely in the nude. That's when Bulma noticed she was also in the nude. Vegeta leapt on top of Bulma and held her arms above her head. Bulma began to whimper and plea for him to stop, because her arm hadn't been replaced in the joint yet. "Please…Don't,'' she said. Vegeta ignored her pleas and began trailing kisses down her neck and to her breasts. Bulma began to kick and scream as he began brutally biting her on her stomach leaving big red whelts. Vegeta growled and came back and thrust himself into her very deeply, breaking her barrier.
End of Dream
Bulma opened her eyes to find she was surrounded by some kind of liquid. "Where am I?'' she said into the mask. She peered through the glass and saw Vegeta staring at her. "Your are in tank that is removing the scars from your face,'' he said. Bulma stared at him for a few second, the nodded. Soon the liquid evaporated and Vegeta opened the glass door helping Bulma out. She stood and looked to her feet, but Vegeta lifted her face so he could see if there were any scars left. There was not a scar anywhere on her, as he had suspected and even the bump on her forehead was gone. Bulma blinked a couple of times before she lowered her face. "Tonight onna I will take you,'' he said. Bulma's eyes widened and she stared at him in disbelief. "You most certainly will not,'' she argued. Vegeta frowned. "Onna, either you can cooperate or you can choose not to cooperate, but I will have you,'' he said jerking her towards him.
After dragging her back to the room, Vegeta left to train some more with Kakorott.
Bulma sat on the bed cursing and cursing until there was a knock on the door. "WHO THE FUCK IS IT??!!'' she yelled. In came the slave carrying a big bundle of dresses. The slave gave her dirty look "You don't have to be so damn rude,'' she said. Bulma blushed. "I'm sorry I thought you were the arrogant prince,'' she said smiling . The slave smiled back. "That's all right, I'm ChiChi who are you?'' she asked. Bulma smiled. "I'm Bulma I just got here and I already hate it,'' she mumble. ChiChi giggled. "I know I was the same way when I got here. Well I have to be going, I'll see you at dinner I'm the prince's personal cook,'' she called. Bulma nodded and waved as ChiChi walked out the door.
'It's so damn boring. I wonder if he has any books I can read,' she said. She climbed off the bed and walked into the prince's closest. She searched through some of the boxes until she came upon a book that looked to be at least 20 years old. She sat on the bed and opened the book and began to read.
1973
I sit here diary, and I can't believe this is happening to me. I was kidnapped from my planet and everyone has been calling me a traitor here. I am now upon the planet Vegeta-sei and I am so afraid. Their king frightens me to the bitter end and he keeps giving me these lustful looks. What am I going to do? These people here claim I am a sayian, but I've never heard of the race. Diary you are the only valuable thing I have as a memory of my planet and, my only friend, so I hide you, for I know the sayians will take you from me as they did my family. I have nothing left to say, but more hurtful things may come.
Malita
Bulma turned the page and read some more.
1973 next day
Diary,
As I told you before I have many more pained things to tell you. I will not be able to write in you for sometime because now I am on of the kings chamber maidens. I feel so ashamed of myself for letting him do all those things to me. These sayians are cruel and barbaric creatures, who care for nothing, but battle. After he was done with my body he bit my neck and told me no other man is aloud to touch me. He said that if a man was to touch me in anyway, that he would kill the man, then kill me. With that said he began to use my body for his lust again.
I'm worried now diary, things are changing drastically for me. I wish you could see the bruises he has beflicked upon me. I'm sorry to cut this short my one and only friend, but the king calls for me again so I must go to do his bidding. Malita.
A tear rolled down Bulma's cheek as she read more of the womas terrible life. She turned to the next page to find a single red rose and began to read.
1977
Hello my dearest friend,
I told you four years ago why I could not write to you and I have some rather exciting news. So many things have happened to me so many wonderful things. A few days ago I gave birth to my beautiful son Vegeta. I also found out that I indeed am a sayian. Everyone found out the truth that I was sent to another planet when I was only 5 days old,and fell victim to amnesia. They all forgave me at a ceremony. I wish you could see my darling baby. The one thing that worries me is that he looks exactly like King Vegeta except of course the goatee. Oh yes, I forgot. It was totally hilarious when King Vegeta found out that I was pregnant. He threw a fit. He threw me around a bit, but I was too happy to worry about it. Soon after he found out I was a sayian he took me in his arms and kissed me with so much love, I didn't' know what to do. My pregnancy months went by fast and it was so hard. Everytime Vegeta kicked inside me, my heart would stop for a second, and then go back to beating again.
Oh, and when I went into labor with him that was really hell, pardon my French, everytime a contraction hit, my heartbeat would fall into a straight line. The worst part is I had to have him in natural birthing. Lucky for me he's a sayian and he helped me a lot. He came out 8 lbs. and 15 oz. That's one rather large baby. As I write in you diary I hold him in my arms humming a quiet tune my mother used when I was a baby. He's rather funny looking, not in bad way, his hair stands up in a flame, he has dark onyx eyes like mine, and his face is always in a frown, except when I play with him. I think he would be a fine young man someday. The good part about the end of my pregnancy is that King Vegeta can not have sex with me until my stitches heal. Well I'm very tired and Vegeta is throwing a fit. Write later. Malita.
Bulma flipped through the book and found that there was only one really short page left.
I'm sorry to write so few of words, but King Vegeta is on his way to perform my execution. I made friends with a soldier named Cole and I hugged him only once and King Vegeta smelled his scent on me. I hold my darling son close to me he is now three and Very strong. Vegeta has walked into my room, but I'm in my closet hiding my ki. Here's a picture of me for whoever reads this diary. My son Vegeta tries to hold him off so I can write these last words: My heart will never die.
Bulma sniffed lightly. 'That's why Vegeta is so cruel. He gets it from his father,' she said. She was deep in thought when the door opened and Vegeta walked in. Bulma tried to hide the diary, but he saw it. "What the hell was that?'' he growled. Bulma shook her head. "I-It's nothing,'' she stammered. Vegeta growled and snatched her off the bed. Bulma hung her head as Vegeta picked up the diary. "I-I was j-just reading it because I was bored,'' she spoke shakily. Before she could even blink Vegeta grabbed her around the neck and pushed her into the wall. "What gave you the right to read my mothers diary!'' he yelled. Bulma tried to speak, but he was cutting off her air supply. Vegeta growled and threw her to the floor. Bulma grabbed her throat and gasped for air and spoke the most hateful words she could muster. "I felt sorry for your mother. She had to suffer at the hands of your and you were to weak to save her. But now I know why you didn't save her. You are just a cold hearted bastard like your father and probably laughed with joy when she was murdered by him,'' she growled under her breath. Vegeta's eyes grew colder and he kicked her in the stomach, sending her into the wall. Bulma's eyes grew wide as she curled into a ball on the floor holding her stomach. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she stared at Vegeta in disbelief. He smirked evilly and walked over to her kicking her lightly on the leg. She stared up at him with hurt and disbelieving eyes. Vegeta grunted and roughly lifted her off the floor. Bulma screamed in agony as the bruise on her broken ribs came together with her thighs as he cradled her. He then roughly threw her on the bed and climbed on top of her. "So you want to see just how much like my father I can be?'' he asked. Bulma gasped at the psychotic look in his eyes. She sobbed and closed her eyes focusing on anything, but what he was doing to her.
She winced as he licked across the bruise on her stomach. She bit her tongue as he licked over her private regions. He then tore the spandex suit off and began to lavish her body. She lightly grunted until her climax came. She opened her eye into slits just enough to see Vegeta completely naked. She closed her eyes and song the lyrics to a song she heard on the radio in her head. The song made her think of Yamcha.
"How could an Angel break my heart. Why didn't he catch my falling star. I wish I didn't wish so hard. Maybe I wish that love apart. How could an Angel break my heart. Oh heart. Oh yeah. Myyyyy Hearts dying, dying I'm crying, I'm trying to understand, please help me,'' she winced as he entered her breaking her barrier. Once the pain subsided she began to sing inside again. "How could an Angel break my heart, why didn't he catch my falling star. I wish I didn't wish so hard, maybe I wish that love apart, how could an angel break my heart, why? Mmhmm,'' she finished the song just as her climax came on. Vegeta collapsed ontop of her and roughly bit her on the neck. "Now you are mine,'' he said lapping up her blood. Bulma's lip began tremble and she began to sob. 'This is Vegeta's mothers life happening all over again on me,' she thought curling into a ball careful not to harm her bruise. She winced when Vegeta wrapped his arm and tail around her bringing her to him. To tired to cry she fell asleep instantly.
She woke up a couple of hours later to find ChiChi in the kitchen cooking and Vegeta sitting at the table eyeing Bulma with his same cold hearted eyes and smirk. Bulma shivered slightly and climbed out of bed careful not to let ChiChi see her nudeness. She placed on one of the dresses ChiChi had brought earlier and walked into the kitchen. She looked at Vegeta once then hurriedly looked away as he licked his lips at her. "Hey Chi,'' she said standing beside her new friend. ChiChi smiled. "Hi Bulma, I'm glad your up I really would like to talk to you if its O.K. with Mr. High and Mighty,'' she said pointing her spatula at Vegeta. He growled and stood up. Bulma backed into a corner as he went into chit's face. "Whatever wench, I'll be training with your master Kakorott,'' he said turning towards Bulma. Something fluttered in the pit of her stomach that was similar to fear as he strolled towards her. He pressed his body against her and grabbed her waist. "We'll finish our little session later,'' he said nipping her neck. Bulma caught a sob in her throat as he pulled away and left.
Bulma placed a hand on her heart and looked towards ChiChi. She had a regretful look on her face. ChiChi walked over to her new friend and hugged her. Bulma no longer held in her tears and sobbed on her friends shoulder. "Its O.K., Bulma I'm here for you now,'' ChiChi said her voice slightly cracking. Bulma cried hysterically in her friends shoulder and hugged her. "I don't know what to do ChiChi…sniff…Everything in my life is so screwed up… last night Vegeta beat and raped me and there was nothing I could do. I tried to fight him, but—,'' she was about to continue, but ChiChi cut her off. "I know, Bulma that's why I wanted to talk to you,'' she said. Bulma pulled away and nodded. ChiChi led her to the bed and they sat down. "I know what you're going threw,'' she said bowing her head. Bulma looked confused. "I don't understand ChiChi, how could you know?" she asked. ChiChi smiled sadly. "Because I was Vegeta's chamber maiden once,'' she said looking back down in her lap. She pulled back her skirt and revealed several bruises that looked many years old and ki burns. Bulma gasped. ChiChi put her hands up to stop her from speaking. "Before you say anything let me speak. When I first came here Vegeta did everything he did to you to me, but not as worse. He raped me and sometimes beat me. Then one day Kakorott showed up and took me away from Vegeta,'' she said smiling genuinely. Bulma nodded. "But how canI get away?'' she asked. ChiChi shrugged. "You don't, but don't worry me and Kakorott will be here for you no matter what. He saw how Vegeta treated you when they first took you from Chikyuu so he knows,'' she concluded. Bulma nodded and dried her face. She then thought about something. "We should get up and cook his dinner now,'' she said with a cheerful smile. ChiChi smiled and offered to give her some pointers on Vegeta's favorite foods.
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